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      <title>Busted</title>
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      <pubDate>Thu, 22 Jun 2006 00:58:39 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>so busted 
I have a little problem.
After we left the bar on Thursday night, Mr. Maine and I sat on my couch, talking for what seemed like forever. This is not the problem. The problem is that I can't remember a single word of what was said. I think this is because:
1. I was a little more drunk than I thought. Although I didn't feel that drunk, over the course of a few hours, I'd had 4 beers, a buttery nipple, and a tequila shot.
2. The entire time, I was thinking, &quot;When in the hell is he going to kiss me?&quot; instead of really focusing on the conversation. We honestly were sitting there for... (more)</description>
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